Borrowed Time
Nov. 21st, 2005 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dangermousieI am fucking crying. Bawling. Over a fucking TV show. This is the best Dark Angel ep ever and like "I will remember you" of Angel, "Die Me Dichotomy" of Farscape and "The End of the World" of Roswell, I won't be ever able to rewatch it because it hurts way too much.
I know, I know it's fiction. But Max. And Logan. Oh My God. My poor, wonderful, idealistic, madly in love, severely tortured OTP. They have 12 hours when the virus is contained and they can touch and so she goes to his apartment and tells him and there is this happiness and passion and joy and when they first hold hands, I just about died (Max: I don't want to blow it all on a quickie. I want it to be perfect. Logan: How about a perfect quickie?) I have to say JA and MW have insane chemistry. And then they slow dance and have a lovely dinner because they don't want to blow it all on a quickie and they can't stop touching (and I am yelling at my TV because I know something bad is going to happen), but then stupid Joshua breaks in and some monster is on the loose and being heroes, they have to stop it but they keep hoping they'd make it out in time and then they have this horribly painful scene in the junk yard when they realize they won't and they blew away their one chance to be together. And just the look on Logan's face.
But the scene that kills me is the scene at the end where they just sit in a car and he asks her how much time they have left and she says "2 minutes" and he tells her that he was remembering the night they took down Manticore and he thought she died and he just came home and sat on his sofa and wouldn't get up for days because he just couldn't move and that he feels that way all over again. And he tells her that if they had that year back where they just danced around each other, he'd do it so differently. And then her beeper goes off, and the time's up. And then after that he very deliberately leans over and kisses her because he doesn't care if he lives or dies and it's worth the risk and he is so quiet and still and they just look as if they are falling apart into little pieces in front of your eyes and then...
"I love you, Max." *bawl*
"I love you too" *hysterics*
I am never rewatching the fucking episode ever again. It totally tore my heart out.
I need happy Logan/Max fic. Right now. And ice-cream. And I've been hugging my husband like crazy.
I know, I know it's fiction. But Max. And Logan. Oh My God. My poor, wonderful, idealistic, madly in love, severely tortured OTP. They have 12 hours when the virus is contained and they can touch and so she goes to his apartment and tells him and there is this happiness and passion and joy and when they first hold hands, I just about died (Max: I don't want to blow it all on a quickie. I want it to be perfect. Logan: How about a perfect quickie?) I have to say JA and MW have insane chemistry. And then they slow dance and have a lovely dinner because they don't want to blow it all on a quickie and they can't stop touching (and I am yelling at my TV because I know something bad is going to happen), but then stupid Joshua breaks in and some monster is on the loose and being heroes, they have to stop it but they keep hoping they'd make it out in time and then they have this horribly painful scene in the junk yard when they realize they won't and they blew away their one chance to be together. And just the look on Logan's face.
But the scene that kills me is the scene at the end where they just sit in a car and he asks her how much time they have left and she says "2 minutes" and he tells her that he was remembering the night they took down Manticore and he thought she died and he just came home and sat on his sofa and wouldn't get up for days because he just couldn't move and that he feels that way all over again. And he tells her that if they had that year back where they just danced around each other, he'd do it so differently. And then her beeper goes off, and the time's up. And then after that he very deliberately leans over and kisses her because he doesn't care if he lives or dies and it's worth the risk and he is so quiet and still and they just look as if they are falling apart into little pieces in front of your eyes and then...
"I love you, Max." *bawl*
"I love you too" *hysterics*
I am never rewatching the fucking episode ever again. It totally tore my heart out.
I need happy Logan/Max fic. Right now. And ice-cream. And I've been hugging my husband like crazy.
